"Well... Shikimori, you first or me?" "Me... me first." Shikimori thought that starting first would end this embarrassing moment sooner.
Then, Shikimori gently lay down on the mat, bending her legs slightly together, revealing a small section of her fair calves, and softly said, "Mochizuki student, come on."
"Okay." Mochizuki knelt on the ground and gently pressed down on Shikimori.
Mochizuki could feel Shikimori's body clearly trembling.
It was clear that she was still very nervous.
"Is this okay?" Mochizuki worried if the pressure was too much and asked with concern.
"Mm..." Shikimori, holding her head, no longer dared to look directly at Mochizuki.
Fortunately, at this moment, the Coach shouted, "Begin!"
So, everyone started training for sit-ups.
As for Shikimori, due to the warmth emanating from her ankles, she felt a bit weak all over.
She was usually very good at sit-ups, but this time she couldn't even get up on the first try.
With a "bang!", Shikimori fell back onto the soft mat.
"Are you okay, Shikimori?" Seeing this, Mochizuki loosened the pressure in his hands, hoping to make it a little easier for Shikimori.
"I'm fine, Mochizuki student, don't let go, I can do it!"
At this moment, Shikimori's strong-willed personality was ignited.
Meanwhile, the crew cut coach on the side, looking at Mochizuki and Shikimori, had an expression on his face that said, "I get it."
And, very tactfully, he didn't go over to disturb them.
He kept supervising the movements of the other members.
"Hey, don't go easy on your teammates, press their feet down harder."
"If you're not firm now, it'll be their turn to hold your feet later!"
Hearing the Coach say this, the students holding their teammates' feet increased the pressure in their hands, no longer showing mercy, and Mochizuki was naturally no exception.
When Shikimori felt the warmth from her ankles spread to her body again.
This time she took a deep breath, casting aside all the distracting thoughts she had earlier.
Holding her head tightly with both hands, her waist and back began to exert force, and she perfectly completed one sit-up.
Seeing this, Mochizuki realized that he really couldn't underestimate Shikimori.
This is Shikimori's true strength!
"Speed up your sit-ups, you're all as slow as turtles."
"You, hold your head properly with both hands, don't think about slacking off, I see everything."
"Coach... how many do we have to do?"
"Hmm... how many? Let's do it for ten minutes, do as many as you can, then switch." The crew cut coach checked the time and told everyone.
"Everyone, keep it up!"
"Young people nowadays, their bodies are really too stiff, it's because they sit on benches playing on their phones all day without exercising."
"These sit-ups can help you maintain lumbar stability, which is very beneficial for your health, and can also strengthen the muscles in various parts of your body."
Everyone performed sit-ups painfully while listening to the Coach's rambling.
Shikimori was also doing them, but she wasn't performing to her full potential at all.
Of course, it wasn't that she was deliberately holding back.
It was because, not only was she very shy about Mochizuki pressing down on her ankles, but also, every time she came up for a sit-up, the distance between them was quite close.
This further affected Shikimori's performance.
...After the sit-ups were finished, the Coach had everyone do some stretching exercises with each other.
Then the body flexibility training ended just like that.
The Taekwondo trial class also reached its final segment.
Sparring between the two sides, of course, could only use Taekwondo techniques, and rules had to be followed, everyone was eager to try.
Subsequently, the crew cut coach explained the basic rules, competition system, and etiquette of Taekwondo to everyone, including how to respect opponents and referees in practice and matches.
After the explanation was completed, the crew cut coach had everyone start sparring with their teammates, saying it was sparring, but it was actually just letting everyone apply the techniques they had just learned.
As for Mochizuki, he was naturally facing Shikimori.
Shikimori had gradually returned to normal from her earlier shyness, and her rationality was slowly returning.
She thought to herself, she must pretend not to be very strong and not reveal any flaws at the last moment.
However, even if Shikimori deliberately pretended to be bad, she was not good at acting at all.
Her standard and proper movements were all seen by the Coach.
As for Mochizuki, he didn't really care how strong Shikimori was, he just figured she wouldn't be bad.
Mochizuki was now more focused on training with Shikimori and continuously improving his proficiency.
Hmph, Yukinoshita!
...Two hours, neither long nor short, were now nearing their end.
The crew cut coach shouted, "Students, our trial class is about to end, everyone quickly go to the changing room to change clothes."
Hearing this, the students who were still sparring with each other looked a bit regretful, stopping their movements, not expecting these two hours to pass so quickly.
However, everyone was quite satisfied with this Taekwondo trial class.
...After changing back into their clothes, they returned to the initial meeting point.
The crew cut coach spoke, "Thank you for your cooperation, are you satisfied with the trial class? We are now opening a new store and have launched some discounted courses. For just 15,888 yen, you can take 30 Taekwondo classes, the class times are on Saturday and Sunday afternoons, it's all written in detail on everyone's flyer. You can rest assured about our teaching staff, the Coaches guiding your learning are all professional black belt Coaches like me. Students who are interested can come here to sign up, there are also discounts if you sign up as a team..."
The promotional effect was quite good, after the Coach's speech, several students had already walked up to him, expressing their interest in signing up for the training class.
"Mochizuki student, are you signing up?" Shikimori, who had changed back into her clean school uniform and tied her hair back into a stylish ponytail, asked.
"Eh, no, I just came to check it out out of curiosity. What about you?" Mochizuki just came to experience it and had no intention of signing up for a class and coming to train every week.
"Mm, me too, here." Shikimori replied with a smile, she naturally felt the same way, she just came to play because she was itching to, moreover, Mochizuki wasn't signing up for a class here either.
Then she handed a pack of tissues to Mochizuki because she saw that there was still sweat on Mochizuki's forehead.
"Oh, thank you, Shikimori."
"You're welcome."
So, the two of them packed up their belongings and prepared to leave.
When the crew cut coach saw that Mochizuki and the pink-haired girl were not among those who signed up, he felt a bit regretful, these two were good prospects he had his eye on!
But since they weren't signing up, he couldn't force them, could he?
When he saw the few students in front of him, the crew cut coach grinned again.
These few people would also earn him a good commission.
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